Friday's Fic Fit 8.20.2010

Every Friday, we’ll ease your cravings for a hit/fic by passing on something that’s been rec’d to us. This means that if there’s a fic you wanna see, you’ll need to submit it! Stories that fit the theme of our upcoming podcast are most appreciated.

For today’s reading pleasure, Jess would like to rec To the Wolves by Jezunya.

TwilightCakes told us, “First of all, this fic is so original and creative that it is unlike anything else out there. That alone is something to be celebrated! Jezunya is a wonderful author that makes me wait on pins and needles for the next chapter. She had managed to create a completely unique fantasy world, yet she has beautifully woven in all of the Twilight characters to tell this story. It's wild and adventurous, but lets the two main characters, Jacob and Nessie, really shine as their relationship develops into something more. Everyone that I rec this fic to absolutely loves it, whether they are really Jake/Nessie fans or not.”

AND

TwiNutter told us, “Because its so original and hard to find a really good J/R fic that also has a really good writer.”

Althea was first to see this pop in our queue and pointed it out to me, knowing it was right up my alley. What she didn’t know was that wordslinger had already found this fic and had me start reading a while ago. So how could I not invite my girl back to share the pleasure of pimping this fic with me?

Summary:

To prevent open war with the neighboring Quileute kingdom, Carlisle Cullen must give up the first daughter born to his family and throw her to the wolves... literally.

A fantasy AU fic of adventure, political intrigues, murder, seduction, war... and, of course, true love at first sight.

Jess’ official pimping:

Just like last time, wordslinger and I didn’t edit ourselves. This fic is only ten chapters in, so we can’t really spoil the whole thing for you, but we did talk about all ten chapters.

Jess: I think we should begin by making sure readers know that they should check everything they know about SM's universe at the door... and that isn't because this is an AH fic.

Wordslinger: Oh, I agree. She says that in her Chapter 1 A/N, but we can reiterate it.

I think that I found this fic on Twilighted. Her banner was pretty, and I was fairly green in the fanfic world, just looking for all things Jacob.

I don't usually read T fics, because I'll admit that most of the time I'm in this for the smut. I'm a perv.

But the prologue left me so excited! Carlisle's journals really set the tone for the story.

Jess: We should. ‘Cause if we don't make them want to read it, they won't ever see the author's note! :)

I found this fic when you told me I should be reading it. LOL

Though there's no smut, this fic has some dark spots that I'm not sure should fall under T. I'm a total perv too. But this fic is so fucking unique, set in its own unique world, that I just had to give it a shot.

Yes, Carlisle's journals were a really cool intro.

Wordslinger: Ok, then. Leave your Twilight assumptions at the door. This is a fairy tale! A good one!

There are several dark spots. Let's talk about the way Nessie (unlike some members of her family) accepted her fate. She knew what was expected of her. She wasn't bitter. She didn't blame Jacob. She only wanted peace.

I think the first scary part was where she was attacked by the rogue vamps, and Jacob had to phase to save her life. She was struggling with her latent bloodlust and was also terrified that Jacob was going to come after her.

It was pretty scary!

Jess: Oh, fairy tale is a really good way to describe it.

Yes! Nessie's maturity is amazing - reminds me of the bits of her personality seen in BD.

That was really intense. That was the first glimpse we had that the Cullens were something other than normal humans who simply refuse to eat meat.

A lot of fics have scenes that you know are supposed to feel intense, but just don't quite get there... with fanfic there's a sense that nothing can really go wrong cause we all love an HEA, right? But I was so caught up in all of that, and this fic is so different, and I understand so little of Jezunya's world that I didn't really know what was going to happen. I was totally on the edge of my seat.

And while we're on the subject of Jacob phasing... can we talk about how hawt it is that she's all 'civilized' and he's all not. It's like, Tarzan hotness. Doesn't every girl love a guy that she's a little bit afraid of too?

Wordslinger: Oh, that was definitely part of his charm. His rugged clothes, his refusal to not eat meat, LOL. It reminded me of the old westerns where the civilized women were always so appalled at the rugged behavior of the men.

What really got to me was the second time they were attacked. Afterwards, Embry confronted Jacob about the tone of his thoughts. He said Jacob was thinking of Renesmee like he would a mate. It was the first clue that he'd imprinted.

Did you notice that they didn't get that last vamp body? Do you think he'll come back for her?

Jess: You are on a roll with the great descriptions! Rugged men hold quite the appeal. Why is danger so fucking hot??

Well, it was the first clue for others. We knew Jake knew. And I was really curious why he didn't just tell his friends that he'd imprinted. Which there was obviously a major reason for. One that ties back in to canon... I've never seen anything further from canon have so many tie-ins!

Absolutely that vamp is coming back. Also, I wonder if Ness did anything to fight him off. Does she have a power we know nothing about?

Wordslinger: I liked what she did with the imprinting. How the true Alpha was the only one who could imprint. I really hate Sam here. He's a toxic leader. I thought that his demand that Jake keep the imprint a secret was pretty low. It proves that he's just "playing" king. He's terrified of losing his position.

He's a power hungry hate monger, LOL

No love for Sam here. OMG the horse scene. I was horrified. I loved how Jake stepped in and took her away. I was like *fist pump*!

I can't help but wonder what happened to the Black's line of rule, and why Sam was able to take control. I'm guessing it's all some political bullshit.

I'm totally in love with this gruff Jacob trying to do right by this poor girl who's been thrown into this situation.

Jess: Yes, the twist on imprinting is awesome.

I hate Sam too, but I get the feeling that there's more going on than we know about, and we might wind up with sympathy for him in the end. Like you said, we don't know how he came to power, and depending on why, there might be a valid reason for him to play a little dirty to stay there.

The horse scene was gross. She warned it would be but damn.

Gruff Jacob trying to take care of his girl is absolutely perfect. I love him.

Wordslinger: Well, her summary promises political intrigue! So far I've been impressed with every single chapter!

Can I say right now that this fic was the original inspiration for my own? I'd read several AUs, and they were all based on the original Twiverse. Nothing really special there.

TtW blew my socks off. I was like, "WHOA!!" I never knew an AU could be like that. So totally separate from Twilight, and yet the parallels are stunning.

Jezunya really has a grasp on her characters and a universe that's impressive. I'd never read anything like it before, and I doubt I'll ever find anything like it again.

Jess: Absolutely. There hasn't been a dull moment.

Yes, this fic, as well as Distortion, are so severely AU that they make normal AU fics look canon. We're talking new rules about how werewolves and vamps function, a whole new fantasy world, and some major changes to character personalities. And yet, you still see Twilight as you read!

You certainly won't find anything like it in fanfiction. This fic has novel strength, more so than any other fic I can think of.

Wordslinger: Not to mention the author is really sweet. She responds to reviews, and not with the normal, boring "Thanks for reviewing" bullshit. Um, and she hasn't blocked me on Twitter yet either. LOL

I might stalk her a little bit... but just a little. ;)

I truly see this story as a fairy tale of the best kind.

Um, and I know we've been over this, but her Jacob is just totally lovable. He's not this thin, empty Jacob we see a lot of the time. He's got real emotions, and pain, and a strong sense of what's right and what's wrong.

He's also struggling with what's going on with his people. On some level, he's trying to be respectful of Sam's authority (even if it is assumed) and the knowledge that he's imprinted. Which would cause some real problems for their government and society.

I'm anxious to find out what Billy's going to say when he finds out about the imprint and that Jacob brought Nessie to his house/cave/whatever. I'm also dying to know what the hell happened???

Jess: LMAO. Has anyone blocked you on Twitter? You're paranoid. :)

Yes, I said before that I love 'fairy tale' to describe this fic. It's so perfect! And let's take a moment to say that this fic is so very different that you don't need to be Team Jake to love it. He's not been a part of any love triangle that offends some readers!

We can't talk enough about Jacob, let's be honest. And this one is especially wonderful. Everything you said, plus mysterious and dangerous and troubled but not a bad boy.

There's gotta be something really interesting that makes him so blindly obey Sam when his instincts are telling him otherwise. I think it has to do with Billy. Nessie hinted at a leader before Sam who only ruled for a short time, and that one OC said there was an issue with Billy. Something went very wrong while he was in charge. I can't even try to guess how he's going to react when he hears that his son has imprinted because I get the feeling that there's something major we don't know about him.

Wordslinger: My guess is that Billy (or whomever) was against taking Nessie. Perhaps he simply wanted peace. To let sleeping dogs lie. Yes, the Quileutes suffered losses but taking Nessie won't bring those people back.

I'm thinking that Sam was elevated by steering public opinion and taking advantage of old wounds. We see this so often in RL politics. The masses elect someone who is only about serving their own special interests and not the good of all people.

Usually the populace isn't really clear on what's actually happening right in front of them. As a whole, people are emotional, and it's easy to play on that weakness.

Sam's public display with Noble & Nessie proved that. He's not a true leader. He's either a populist or simply angry. Like I said before, he's toxic.

What also interests me is the evolution of the Cullen people. They no longer drink blood. Is this a genetic thing that happened over time? It's implied that Alice came from Volterra, and that they're savages there. I like how this reflects what Edward said in Twilight, how Alice would have been a total savage without Carlisle. In TtW this was what happened.

Jess: That's a good guess, but I can't help but wonder if there's something more. I suspect Billy's mental health might be an issue. I can't give any valid reason for thinking that... I just do. Oh! But there is the fact that if Billy was Alpha, he probably imprinted on Jake's mom (Sarah, if canon), who doesn't appear to be in the picture anymore. That could certainly fuck a guy up.

Yeah, I'm interested to know more about the Cullens too. At first, I thought they just didn't eat meat (and they don't), but now we know it has to do with them staying away from blood because ancestrally, they're related to the Volturi. I totally dig that the Volturi are full on cannibals too. They don't just drink blood, they eat it all, even sucking the bone marrow out. That's hardcore. SM's Volturi look like pansies compared to these guys.

Wordslinger: This is true! SM's Volturi were somewhat civilized. Jezunya's are totally and completely savage. I thought Alice making jokes about it was pretty funny. LOL

She hasn't talked about Billy too much, but all this imprinting business implies that the Quileute rule is more like a monarchy than this democracy that clearly isn't working.

Jess: Well, the Volturi have at least made an attempt at civilization ‘cause Alice was sent to marry Jasper as part of some treaty, wasn't she?

Well, the democracy is working... just not for everyone. The people seem pretty pleased with Sam. But also, Jake mentioned that the voice of the Alpha has a power over the people when he speaks. I wonder what would have happened if Jake had stepped up and pointed out that what Sam was doing was wrong. I bet that at least some of them would have heard the Alpha in his voice and agreed.

Wordslinger: It’s not working out if the people are bitter and angry. If they can take their frustrations out on a poor girl who had nothing to do with the past, then it's not working.

Sam's power over the people comes from manipulating emotions. Not from true leadership skills. I'm hoping that Jacob can stave off his cruelty.

Jess: That's a good point. But they do think it's working.

Of course Jacob will be able to put Sam in his place! He's Jacob fucking Black!

Wordslinger: I think Tommy Lee Jones in Men in Black said it best, "A person is smart. People are dumb, panicky, dangerous animals, and you know it."

At this point, wordslinger and I got lost in discussing all the many wonderful features of Will Smith, so I went ahead and cut it there.

Jess’ Final Thought: This fic is really so far out there, away from everything you know about Twilight, that anyone can (and everyone should!) check it out and enjoy it. It really reads like a stand-alone story that might leave you wondering if the author had read Twilight.

Please go read it and leave Jezunya some love! Don’t forget to tell her you saw her on Fic Pushin’!

To the Wolves on FF.net

To the Wolves on Twilighted

Jezunya on Twitter

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Friday's Fic Fit 8.13.2010

Every Friday, we’ll ease your cravings for a hit/fic by passing on something that’s been rec’d to us. This means that if there’s a fic you wanna see, you’ll need to submit it! 

For today’s reading pleasure, Althea would like to rec Last Tango in Forks by AwesomeSauce76.

insanemum said, “I love this concept - strangers who do not even know each others names leading such an intimate life together! This is no "one night stand". Edward is a deeply scarred artist with a dark past and Bella is a typical, small town "girl next door" nurse who just happens to be engaged to someone else. They meet accidentally and embark on an intense sexual relationship. The anonymity adds to the "smokin hawtness" and intensity of this relationship with no names. You just know that the shit is going to hit the fan at some point and that people are going to get hurt - I'm just intrigued to see who and how.”

Summary:

Bella Swan has spent a lifetime putting everyone else's needs before her own. Could a chance encounter with a mysterious stranger begin to change all of that? AU/AH

Althea’s official pimping:

Last Tango in Forks by AwesomeSauce76 is loosely based on the premise of the Bertolucci movie Last Tango in Paris, starring Marlon Brando.

Can I just say... the thought of Brandoward alone is what initially drew me to this fic. (That and the promise of butter-related activities in future chapters.) Seriously, the Brando/Pattinson amalgam that plays in my head as I read is utterly divine.

Althea's Brandoward:

The story kicks off with an encounter between Bella and a beautiful stranger, Edward, an artist, who’s hiding away in a studio that she stumbles upon. They exchange no names, no backstories. Just raw human interaction. I enjoyed getting Edward's perspective and learning what the encounter did for him:

"Therefore he couldn't help but find it odd that the moment that angelic creature had put her arms around him, he felt as if someone had flipped a switch inside his brain. She had turned him on again, and in more ways than one. He had felt pure electric pleasure coursing through him when he touched her satin skin...It disturbed him how easily he had forgotten joy."

As AwesomeSauce76 starts to reveal the backstories, we learn of the tragedy in Edward's life and get a sense that he really needs these encounters with Bella. Just to feel alive.

"He had felt powerful and wanted when he was with her, which was certainly something he had missed over the years."

Written in third person, it's really interesting to have access to what's going on inside Bella's head. With Bertolucci's Jeanne, you could never tell if she was totally clueless and just running with the scandalous taboo of meeting with this stranger, or if she was consciously rebelling against a bourgeois existence that left her truly unsatisfied. In Last Tango in Forks, we’re able to experience the complexities of Bella.

I'm interested to see where AwesomeSauce76 goes with Jake, the man Bella is cheating on to go rendezvous with Edward. So far he seems totally likable, which makes her deception and betrayal even more interesting. That she'd be willing to ruin such a viable option as Jake for the sake of the raw unknown passion of the stranger.

Speaking of the raw passion of a stranger, here Edward explains the need for anonymity:

". . .But I don't need to know your name to know everything I want to about you. I don't care what you do, where you live, whether you're married with eight kids or used to be a nun. None of that shit matters here." He gripped her calves tighter, making sure that she was paying attention to him. "That's all just window dressing. I want to know the real you, the you that nobody else has ever been allowed to see before." The you that I can call my own.

That quote is followed by some major lemony goodness. Seriously so hot, with the sucking on the fingers, then the 'show me how you do,' then the 'grab my hair,' then the 'feel what we feel like' - - AwesomeSauce76 writes a mean frickin lemon. In Last Tango in Forks, being able to let go of the conventions of the outside world translates into HOT-NESS. All throughout the story.

We meet the Cullens, and the tension builds as to whether Bella and Edward's paths will cross in real life, revealing each other's true identity. An even greater tension is building between Bella and her beautiful stranger -- will she and Edward acknowledge the feelings they have for one another? Will their relationship ever move beyond their anonymous encounters? Even if their relationship did progress, would it be sustainable outside in the challenges of the real world?

There is so much story left to go. If you dig on smutty hotness and you prefer your lemons be embedded in a compelling story with fascinating characters... Last Tango in Forks might be just the fic you're looking for!

SPECIAL NOTE: The use of certain songs in this fic ratchets up the hotness factor FOR REAL. The author has also put together the playlists that you would find the characters rocking on their iPods. There are different playlists for different moods. Making this fic a perfect FFF for our MUSIC in Fic week. Enjoy!

Last Tango in Forks playlist

Bella’s Workout Songs

Edward’s Painting Music

Edward’s Fuck Songs

Bella’s Sexy Songs

Bella’s Kiwi Genius

Tell Awesomesauce76 that the Twific Pimps sent you when you read and review!

Last Tango in Forks on FF.net

Last Tango in Forks on Twilighted

Last Tango in Forks Twilighted Forum Thread

AwesomeSauce76 on Twitter

Friday's Fic Fit 8.6.2010

Every Friday, we’ll ease your cravings for a hit/fic by passing on something that’s been rec’d to us. This means that if there’s a fic you wanna see, you’ll need to submit it! Stories that fit the theme of our upcoming podcast are most appreciated.

For today’s reading pleasure, Flanny would like to rec Fallen Princess by Bforqueen.

SusanAshlea said, “This is a very original plot unlike I have seen in any twific. The author paints a very vivid description of Volterra and is taking us on a wild ride. She is a great storyteller, the horror and suspence is awesome and the lemons are hot!”

Summary:

She was born to evil, meant to lead.But all she wanted was to be loved.When her life slides downhill fast,can she get it together in time to save herself and the rest of the world? -Volturi, Post-BD, will involve Cullens and Pack-

Flanny’s official pimping:

Move over Renesmee, there's a new hybrid in town, and she's hornier, drunker and more badass than you, baby. I'm referring to the original character Luciana from Bforqueen's angsty epic, Fallen Princess. Do not let a hatred for Volturi fic scare you away from this one. Without giving too much away, FP is a hybrid, in and of itself; a wolf in Volturi clothing...

In the prologue, we get a window into poor Lucy's life:

My father doesn't talk about her; she was never anything more to him than an incubator, a means to an end. All I knew was that I looked like her: the same long, dark hair and the same green eyes. She'd been terrified and in a lot of pain in the short time she'd been in the castle. Her pain was ended the day I was born, the day I killed her.

No matter how I tried, I could never please my father, or my uncles for that matter. They were powerful rulers of their kind, and they hoped that with my creation, they could enter a new era. They wanted to breed an army of creatures like me - hybrids, as we were called. With our inhuman strength and ability to walk in the daylight without showing our true nature, we would be an unstoppable army. We would rule the world, both that of vampires and of humans. That's what I was made for; it's what they wanted from me. I should have been their leader, the man that would lead them to victory. Instead, I was the girl that never quite measured up.

Bforqueen writes flowery, sometimes sad lemons, fraught with Lucy's desire, not merely for sexual satisfaction but for happiness, acceptance and love. Lucy gives herself away easily, never getting the love she craves so desperately from the vampire who takes her innocence from her. By the time she’s presented with her first opportunity for love, she is too broken and jaded to recognize it. Enter the angst lemon:

The pleasure I was giving Felix made me feel more powerful than I ever felt before and I found myself wanting more. I bent down over him and slowly licked the head of his enormous erection. His hips shot upwards in response. I smirked at how easy this was. Slowly I lowered my mouth around him, taking as much in as I could, before dragging back up again.

"Oh God, that feels so good," Felix panted.

He was so big that there was no way I could take him in completely so I settled for wrapping my hands around the parts I couldn't reach with my mouth. A strange salty flavour hit my tongue; it tasted odd but good. I found myself really enjoying this.

I worked him until my jaw was sore and his movements had become so erratic that I knew he was close. With an agility that even surprised me, I moved up his body again and placed his erection against my entrance.

"I need you inside of me, Felix. Do it now," I commanded.

"Anything you say, Princess."

Felix lifted me by the hips, threw me on my back and positioned himself between my legs. He looked in my eyes intently, as if he was asking for permission.

"Please tell me if I hurt you."

I snorted.

"Just do it, Felix."

The horror of Lucy's life is palpable to the reader, but despite that, she is not a weak character. She’s not portrayed as a victim, a princess in her tower, if you will. She's tough and fun...and did I mention drunk? It's true. Like any petulant teenager, Lucy still manages to sneak out and get drunk with her human friends. That's pretty brave, considering her nanny is Jane.

But growing up a Volturi could not be without its fair share of bloodshed, as described in this flashback. Lucy's family decides early on in her young life that she must learn how to embrace her nature. I'm choosing to share now, not the most graphic excerpt from this section, but the one that is most telling about Lucy's character:

Something flew past me and landed with a loud thud against the marble wall behind me. I didn't look at it; I was afraid of what I might find. Then I noticed something warm trickle down my arm and I looked down to find that I was spattered with blood. The crimson liquid quickly soaked into my dress, creating bright, red circles against the white fabric. I started rubbing it, trying to get it out, but it only made it worse. I wanted to run away so bad, but I was trembling from head to toe and completely unable to move.

Gradually the screams faded, one by one. I thought I would be relieved, but instead I felt worse. The silence meant death. A whole group of innocent human lives were lost. I couldn't figure out why my father wanted me to witness this, surely he knew the effect it would have on me. I didn't understand why he would put me through this.

Lucy is a child in this flashback, and it’s an epiphany and a pivotal moment in her life; the point where both sides of her nature are revealed to her, and she chooses to be the lamb, rather than the lion.

So, right about now you may be wondering about the Cullens and the wolfpack, yes? Yeah, they're not in this story. No, I'm totally kidding! They are all fundamental players in this fic.

Bforqueen plays with themes of free will, not only in Lucy's parentage and her fate in accepting her birthright, but by introducing the wolves into the story and the question of imprinting. The loss of free will takes away a great love from Lucy (a certain Volturi guardsman) while introducing her to another (a certain Quileute wolf).

My fingers were digging hard into the flesh of his back, while his hands entwined themselves in my hair, pulling my head back. I sighed audibly when his mouth left mine, and his lips began a torturous trail down my neck, leaving hot, wet marks wherever he kissed me. Somewhere in the deepest realms of my subconscious, I knew this wasn't a good idea, that this was too fast, but I quickly silenced that nagging voice when his lips reached my collarbone, and he nipped at my skin. I tugged at his hair, trying to make him go lower, and he obliged. I moaned with longing, wanting even more still. I moved my hand downwards, over his chest, down his abdomen, to the front of his shorts. My hand found the evidence of his desire, and I chuckled while rubbing it up and down. He gasped and quickly yanked my hand away while taking a step backwards.

Ummmm, where was I? Oh, yeah, reviewing for the Friday Fic Fit. B's strengths are in her physical descriptions and portrayal of anguish. For all of the dark, there is some light too, and I get the feeling this author intends on giving us a happy ending.

Finally, I'd like to mention that English is not B's first language, something that astonished me after I started reading her fic. She certainly has a command over it!

Make sure to read and review Fallen Princess, and tell her that the Pimps sent you!

Fallen Princess on FF.net

Fallen Princess on Twilighted

Fallen Princess Forum Thread

Bforqueen on Twitter

Friday's Fic Fit 7.30.2010

Every Friday, we’ll ease your cravings for a hit/fic by passing on something that’s been rec’d to us. This means that if there’s a fic you wanna see, you’ll need to submit it! Stories that fit the theme of our upcoming podcast are most appreciated.

Post Jack! This week, a Pimp was pwned hardcore and is stealing this post to tell you about a fuckawesome fic that she stumbled across on her own. Your regularly scheduled Friday Fic Fit will return next Friday.

For today’s reading pleasure, Jess would like to rec The Betty Chronicles by Emily Bowden.

FF.net Summary:

There is an exclusive group known as the Cullens who only allow the most seductive of women into their circle. But their training is not what she thought it would be. Rated MA for lemons & adult content. Cannon couples...eventually...

Twilighted Summary:

I’d been dissatisfied more times than I could count in the past two years, which probably wasn’t a bad thing. Usually, it just meant another long month of disappointment on my part when we realized the new batch of women were no good. We’d found several candidates that fit our needs, but as was often the case, they lacked that certain spark I’d personally been looking for. It didn’t matter, though; I always had a lot of fun deciphering through the rejects.

It wasn’t about promiscuity; it wasn’t about experimentation, although we did plenty of that. Our program was about learning how to find sexual pleasure, adapting to different methods, and finding that one person who chemically and physically matched us to perfection.

Rated NC-17 for graphic lemons, sexual/adult content, and foul language. Canon couples… eventually.

Jess’ official pimping:

I think it’s clear by the time you’ve read the summary that this fic is like nothing you’ve read before. At least, it’s like nothing that I’ve read!

Emily does an amazing job of luring you in without giving anything away. You’d think you’d need to have an understanding of what’s going on to be so pulled in, but that’s not the case at all, as proven by The Betty Chronicles.

BPOV

“On the table by the door was another glass of champagne and a folded note card addressed to me. I opted to drink first this time, knowing that I'd need the courage once I'd read my instructions. With slightly trembling hands, I reached for my orders and began to read.

Sit in the center of the bed and pleasure yourself. Take your time and bring yourself to orgasm three times. Use whatever you need. The room is yours.”

What is Bella getting herself into?? I’m not sure, but I like it!

In the next chapter, on the other side of a two-way mirror, Edward does too.

EPOV

“I watched as Isabella's face contorted with her climax; her head was thrown back and her body arched, shifting the covers slightly to reveal her sweaty, enticing body. She panted and writhed as she worked herself into a frenzy again and again, each breathtaking moment erotic and exotic because she was in her own little world, where only the needs of her body dominated.

I watched in an awed silence as she continued well past the three we demanded from her. Only when her needs were sated did she stop and redress.

"She's stays," I said simply, watching as Isabella Swan made her way out of the room.”

Emily delivers some serious hotness… and we haven’t even gotten to a lemon yet! Edward is just as impatient as the rest of us…

EPOV

“Something about her drew my attention, and I couldn't seem to figure out what that was. She seemed different than the others, like I couldn't really get a lock on who she truly was. She was contradiction in the flesh. Beauty with self-consciousness, prudence that was somehow alluring, and modesty with a spark of sensuality that had me purring inside. I wanted to know what made her tick, and that fascinated frustration she fueled in me only made me want her now. I didn't want to wait until the proper protocols and procedures were completed.

Fuck all that, I wanted silken sheets with sweaty bodies...preferably with her moaning my name at all hours of the night.”

Gah! I love the parallels drawn to canon in this fic that couldn’t be much farther from it.

Nine chapters in (well, eight and the prologue), and the pieces are beginning to fall together, but there are still so many questions left unanswered. This will totally keep me checking my inbox for an alert! I must read the smoldering lemon we’re building up to! I must learn more about the elusive sex-group, The Cullens, and all that their training entails! But mostly, I must find out where I can apply to join in on the hedonism!

Come and read with me so we can find out together!

The Betty Chronicles on FF.net

The Betty Chronicles on Twilighted

Emily Bowden on Twitter

The Betty Chronicles Blog

Friday's Fic Fit 7.23.2010

Every Friday, we’ll ease your cravings for a hit/fic by passing on something that’s been rec’d to us. This means that if there’s a fic you wanna see, you’ll need to submit it! Stories that fit the theme of our upcoming podcast are most appreciated.

For today’s reading pleasure, Jess would like to rec Stolen Souls by Nayarit.

Nym said, “This fic, is some thing I would never take the time to read, I am usually put off any fic with dark themes, and this one has ""very Dark themes"" I convinced a friend to pre read it chapter, for chapter with me, because I am such a chicken!

Phew!!! It is like nothing I have ever read, and I have read alot! Its themes are so real, so deep and the plot is so intense. I have been rec'ing it pretty hard and I still think that is truely deserves the time to be taken to read. It needs some loving! I think it will encourage this truely talented author to continue with this disturbingly addictive read... Please please please read this!!

Xo”

Summary:

Twilight and Pixie are dancers at a prominent gentlemen's club in lower Chicago called Novolunie. This is the story of the two mysterious dancers' haunted existence as told through the eyes of the other lives that weave through them. And in one night everything will change. What happens when life as you knew it wasn't what you thought at all, and will never again be the same? Tortured pasts, jumbled futures, secrets, lies, betrayals, and salvation and love where you least expect it bleed together and all center around one thing--the stable. When life changes and pasts, presents, and futures all crash into another, who will survive? NC-17/DARK/OOC

Jess’ official pimping:

I actually discovered this fic when there were only three chapters. I read them and loved them, but when the updates came in, I didn’t find the time to keep up with them. So when I saw this fic had been rec’d to us, I knew it was time to catch up!

I struggled with how best to pimp this fic because the plot is so thick and so twisted that to try and summarize here would just butcher it. Also, the characters are so unique but still clearly carry canon traits, and they all have complicated backstories, which haven’t all been explained yet, so, again, I don’t want to butcher them.

This fic contains every dark theme you can think of, but it pulls you in with a strong sense of a light at the end of the darkest tunnel you’ve ever read. It’s not a bright light, and we haven’t been promised an HEA, but I still think you can feel that it’s gotta get better than the way things start out, even if it may have to get worse first.

Briefly put, Bella and Alice are sisters that were forced into slavery when they were orphaned. They’re now strippers and prostitutes with no way out in sight. Jasper and Edward visit the club for Edward’s bachelor party, and though both meet their respective ladies and feel an attraction, only Jasper makes the important connection that Alice is his other half and that the club is much more than it seems.

Well-written, well-thought out, and well-developed, this fic leaves you with a lot of questions – in the good way. She tells the story from all the points of view, and each character has real depth and some serious personal flaws. I love the way they connect over the darkest parts of themselves. Even Jasper, the main hero thus far, is quite dark himself and willing to do things to save the day that most heroes would frown upon.

Unable to make Stolen Souls fit into a neat box for this FFF, I’ll leave you here with some of the quotes that really stood out to me.

“V moem mire spasenie prihodit v grobu.”

“In our world salvation only comes in a coffin.”

EPOV

“Twilight was crawling her way toward bills that men held out and giving them specific attention, spreading her thighs in front of them and letting them put the bills in her mouth. My blood boiled. I couldn't decide what upset me more: that they were using her or that I wasn't. As she made her way around the men and bills, I couldn't stop watching the way her chocolate waves caressed across her creamy skin or how she licked her red tinted lips or how she ran her red nails over the skin of her thighs or lower stomach. All too soon she was leaving the stage and I had to physically tense to keep myself from getting up and following her.”

EPOV

“I was left in the room completely bare--literally--and it had never been truer. Nothing made sense to me anymore. I didn't even know who I was; I had changed so drastically in such a short amount of time. And I couldn't help the disgust that built up in me.

Disgust with myself for hurting Tanya and not being what she deserved.

Disgust with her for loving me regardless.

Disgust with the beautiful addict for needing to supply her habit.

Disgust with her for faking her orgasm; but most of all disgust in myself for not caring.

I didn't care that she faked it with me. I didn't care that her enjoyment was second to mine. I didn't care that her eyes were lifeless and bleak. I didn't care that she had a drug problem. I didn't care that Tanya loved me. I didn't care that I broke a promise to her. I didn't care that I had become a pathetic excuse for a man in less than one night. I didn't care that I had every reason to want to stay away from the mysterious beauty.

Because it didn't matter; I didn't want to stay away.

And that disgusted me more than anything.”

JASPER POV

“I was beginning to hate retrospection. It's worse than a fucking parasite. And it was sucking me dry. But I was thinking that the whole "hindsight was twenty-twenty" thing was spitting in my face. There was no doubt in my mind that I messed up and if I even had the faintest idea of what I was getting myself into, I would have come better prepared. I saw the game that the big, blue-eyed one with the tattoos and accent was playing at. And I knew it was a trap, but I couldn't do anything because I was already caught. And I had never felt more stupid in my entire life. Part of me, and a part that I'm not too proud of, wished I could say that if I knew what I was getting myself into, I might not have come. But it was a lie. If I knew then just how dangerous this place was, I would have come sooner.

Alice was here.”

EPOV

"I don't know what the hell is going on. I feel like I'm walking around outside my body and watching this movie play out in front of me. I know it's me, but in some twisted paradox it's not. Ever since last night . . . Jasper, I don't even know who I am anymore, nothing makes sense. Everything I've done in less than the past twenty-four hours has been completely unlike me, but yet I've done these things. I recognize that they are my actions, but I don't understand them. I really feel as though I'm in this haze and I can't grab onto anything concrete; everything is just superficial. I seriously have no fucking idea what to do here; nothing makes any sense at all. I haven't felt like this since . . . since last time and . . . fuck, I'm so tired of this. I don't like it and it fucking scares me. I thought it was over."

BPOV

“I hadn't realized that tears ran down my face until their salty taste pricked my lips. It was mixed with the heavy, black mascara I was wearing. The tightening in my chest was the sweetest burn, and I hugged the little note to my body like he had once hugged me to his. In my entire life I had never met anyone like this Jasper, and I would tell myself time and time again to not get my hopes up about him, but I couldn't help it.”

Go read Stolen Souls, tell Nayarit that the TwiFic Pimps sent you, and revel in this beautifully dark fic!

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Friday's Fic Fit 7.16.2010

Every Friday, we’ll ease your cravings for a hit/fic by passing on something that’s been rec’d to us. This means that if there’s a fic you wanna see, you’ll need to submit it! Stories that fit the theme of our upcoming podcast are most appreciated.

For today's reading pleasure, Althea would like to rec Surrendered by eviekinz.

Anonymous said, "It's a great read and it's different with Bella looking to take the lead in a D/S relationship."

AND

figistarr said, "I would love to see a spotlight for "Surrendered" by eviekinz- it's really great, different, and well written. Not sure how it's slipped under the radar...The insight into the characters heads/psychology is fantastic!"

Are you down with a bit of D/s in your fic? Me too. Read on...

Summary:

Most of my pleasure comes from controlling them, not f**king them. Edward Cullen should be no exception to this rule. And yet, I can't stop thinking about him." Will Bella get control over Edward? Will Edward submit to her desires? D/S

Althea's official pimping:

I am fascinated with Surrendered by EvieKinz. It’s unique in the way that it digs into the psychology behind dominance and submission. This Bella is working through some shit...

“I've always thought my control issues were just that - issues. Everyone has them, right? I just don't own mine very well. But now, I see that my "issue" is much deeper. It's become less about "control" and more about my emotional state, and the aggression I feel when I don't have control...

Mistress says control, domination, submission, and sex are all separate entities, and that I need to disassociate them - a task easier said than done.”

Bella realizes that her issues with men and control go far beyond any realm of normalcy after encountering Edward Cullen at a bar. Bella gets worked up as she's observing his behavior, which she perceives to be the typical display of the red-blooded, misogynist asshole.

“He doesn't really like women. He likes what he thinks women can do for him; an abuser of sorts. I have no doubt he will tell a woman whatever she wants to hear to get her into bed but then doesn't hesitate to tell her to get the fuck out after he comes on her.”

Even though she knows him as the brother of one of her patients, she decides that this RPS (rude piece of shit) deserves to be taught a lesson. Bella lures him to her home, where she proceeds to tie him up and humiliate him to teach his arrogant, misogynist ass a lesson.

The fallout for this recklessness is that Bella seeks out help. She finds this help in the form of Mistress Rose, who offers to train Bella to channel her need to control into more fulfilling avenues of enjoyment.

About Rose:

“I hear the sound of leather slapping against her palm as she speaks. She's great at the psychology of domination. She gets you into the desired state of mind by simply wearing a certain color or making certain sounds.”

I'm a bit fascinated and equally scared of Rose's professional intensity. But I'm enjoying her role as Obi Wan in Bella's exploration of this dominant side of herself.

On this path, Bella keeps finding her mind drifting back to RPS (rude piece of shit) and what she'd like to do to him. Even while "training" as a dom with other men:

“Even though he was so large, I could still pull him any which way I'd choose with ease. I decided I would invest in a sleeve of my own.

… RPS in an arm sleeve.

God dammit! Why did I keep thinking about that insufferable prick?”

Only 6 chapters in, it's early to tell where this fic will go, and I'm dying to know how the Bella and Edward dynamic will play out. How can they overcome that initial encounter? And how would their internal pulls between hatred and fascination with one another influence them if they were to find their way to each other. I look forward to seeing where Eviekinz goes with this!!

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Twilighted Forum Thread

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RPS (Edward) on Twitter

Surrendered blog